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After two days.

Xu Ce appeared outside the yizhuang in Jinque Town. Compared with the yizhuang in Renjia Town, this yizhuang is not only much larger, but even the surrounding walls look much newer, and the three-storey building inside the surrounding walls looks much newer. It also looks like it was built not long ago.

In short, the yizhuang in Jinque Town looks very new, not shabby at all.

"Uncle Yimei is doing well in Jinque Town."

Xu Ce pinched his chin thoughtfully.

At this time, a scolding voice suddenly came to my ears:

"Hey, who are you, why are you spying on Yizhuang!"

Xu Ce looked up, and saw a young man about his age standing at the door and shouting loudly.

Because Xu Ce had the blessing of the "original book", he recognized who the other party was at a glance, and the person who spoke was none other than A Hao, the disciple of Daoist One Eyebrow.

Xu Ce wasn't angry either. Speaking of which, the other party was also from the same school as him. Although they weren't under the same master's school, they could be considered his junior.

Xu Ce cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"I'm Xu Ce, specially ordered by my master to come to pay a visit to Uncle Yimei, and I hope this junior will inform me."

A Fang looked at Xu Ce carefully, and saw that although Xu Ce was wearing plain clothes, the plain clothes were only plain in color, and the material of the clothes was cut from real silk.

And also riding a bicycle, which is a rare commodity in this day and age, very expensive.

This made Afang scratch his head a bit, he hadn't heard the master say, how can he have such a wealthy brother...

"Well, you wait here, I'll go and tell the master."

Afang turned around and ran inside.

Soon, a Taoist priest wearing a light-yellow Taoist robe walked out of it, and he looked like a fairy, especially on the eyes, the two eyebrows with the word tilting to the sky, which gave people a sense of fortitude A sense of decency.

Needless to say, this person is a Daoist with one eyebrow!

After seeing this, Xu Ce did not wait for the Taoist priest to ask a question, and then saluted as a master disciple, saying:

"Xu Ce, I am a disciple of Uncle Jiu who has met Master Yimei."

Lao Jiu's disciple?

Daoist One Eyebrow looked at Xu Ce carefully, he was very unfamiliar, he had met Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, the disciples of Uncle Nine.

Moreover, Xu Ce looks very rich, and his demeanor also looks extraordinary. Looking from the front, he doesn't look like a trickster.

In just a short moment, Daoist Yimei had already made a simple evaluation of Xu Ce.

Although he had a rough guess in his heart, Daoist Yimei still asked:

"Are you really Lao Jiu's disciple?"

Xu Ce smiled, took out a letter from his pocket, handed it out, and said:

"Uncle Yimei, this is a letter my master asked my nephew to hand over to you. The master said it, and you will understand everything after reading it.

Oh, my nephew joined my master three months ago, so my uncle doesn't know me. "

Daoist Yimei took the letter, did not open it immediately, and said:

"Come inside first, don't stand outside."

"Thank you, uncle."

After entering the house, Xu Ce put the bicycle under the eaves. In case of rain, there is no need to worry about the rain getting the car wet.

This bicycle is Qiusheng's precious lump, if it gets rusty or something, he probably won't be able to borrow a bicycle again in the future.

Daoist Yimei sat on the chair and slowly tore open the envelope, feeling really upset in his heart.

After advancing to the foundation-building period, I specially wrote a letter to Uncle Jiu, just to have a good time in front of Uncle Jiu. No matter in terms of cultivation or taking care of apprentices, he was better than Uncle Jiu. Sending a disciple over, still making a face, it's too shameful!

Daoist Yimei was furious, and pulled out the envelope inside.

As soon as the paper inside was picked up, Daoist Yimei gave him a familiar feeling. How could the thickness and feel of the paper look like a bank note?

I dragged it out and saw that it was indeed a banknote, and there were five more, each with a face value of one thousand taels.

Daoist froze with one eyebrow, what's the matter?

Is this Lao Jiu giving him a gift to congratulate him on advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage?

It's not right, Lao Jiu has been in Renjia Town for half his life, but he is notoriously poor, how could he have so much money, he will give five thousand taels of silver bills for a big one, and if he converts it into cash, that's the same. One thousand five hundred taels is huge!

Looking at Xu Ce from the corner of his eye, he had some calculations in his mind. It is estimated that the money probably came from Xu Ce, the nephew who delivered the letter.

This Xu Ce looked like a child of a rich family.

Thinking of this, Daoist Yimei sighed silently in his heart. He was originally a rival of the same family for life, but now, after only two or three years of not seeing each other, the old nine already smelled of copper.

For those who practice, once the smell of copper is strong and the heart of a child is lost, the road of practice will basically come to an end.

In a trance, Daoist Yimei felt a sense of loneliness after losing a competitor.

In their generation, in terms of talent in practice, the only one who can compare with him is Uncle Jiu, except for Shi Jian, the eldest brother who stayed behind on Maoshan.

Daoist Yimei casually picked up the bank note, and then opened the letter.

And the expression with a long eyebrow became extremely rich with the content of the letter.

The two disciples A Fang and A Hao who were standing next to him looked at their master with twitching corners of their mouths and frowning expressions that showed black lines. They were extremely puzzled and quite curious as to what was written in the letter.

After a while, Daoist Yimei took two deep breaths and forced himself to calm down, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Old Nine!!!"

Daoist Yimei only felt a burning pain in his cheek, he was slapped in the face.

But fortunately, there are a lot of things to say, but I just thought about it in my heart, and I didn't say it, so I just knew it was embarrassing.

However, this feeling is really uncomfortable!

The content of the letter is only a few simple points, first of all, congratulations to Daoist Yimei for being promoted, but unfortunately, Uncle Jiu also advanced, and he was earlier than Daoist Yimei.

Secondly, he took in a new apprentice, namely Xu Ce. I am very embarrassed, but after only three months, he has already reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Secondly, the apprentice is very filial, not only powerful, but also good at making money. The five thousand taels of silver note was also earned by Xu Ce himself as a filial piety to him as a master.

No matter what point, Uncle Jiu completely compared Yimei Daoist.

Daoist Yimei even suddenly felt a sense of frustration. This is not just a loss, but a fiasco!

The one-eyed Taoist looked at Xu Ce, who was only twenty-one years old, and asked in disbelief:

"Martial Nephew Xu Ce, do you really have a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation?"